Meenas PoemsWhen I see
any dirt,
any flirt,
I stand aside.
When I hear
any lie,
any tie,
I stand aside.
When I feel,
any insensible,
any unreliable,
I stand aside.
When I smell,
any pungent,
any poignant,
I stand aside.
As I withdraw from the maze
As I retreat from the haze,
As I refrain from the race,
I stand aside.
There was a thunderous applause
To the extolling magnificence,
To the glowing radiance,
We were spellbound.
There was a fabulous deliverance,
Of the prosperous remittance,
Of the grand relevance.
We were spellbound.
There was a sumptuous excitement,
At the embellishing excellence,
At the exquisite reference,
We were spellbound.
There was a scrupulous utterance
Of the practical observance,
Of the intricate perseverance,
We were spellbound.
There was a beauteous appearance ,
Similar to an apparition,
Similar to a hallucination,
We were spellbound.
Enter Madurai,
You espy an ancient town,
You see heads all through,
You perceive narrow lanes,
You encounter chaotic traffic,
Yet Meenakshi temple baffles you.
Enter Madurai,
You hear loud speakers blasting,
You listen to constant chatter,
You catch high-toned speech,
You heed to hot topics,
Yet Meenakshi temple enraptures you..
Enter Madurai,
You feel the humidity,
You experience the heat,
You exhaust your energy,
You wallow in perspiration,
Yet Meenakshi temple enlivens you.
Enter Madurai,
You think of a small town,
You contemplate on divinity,
You reflect on philosophy,
You deliberate on Tamil.
Hence Meenkashi temple captivates you.
Sing the praise of Meenakshi,
Adorn the deity Meenakshi,
Invoke Goddess Meenakshi,
Recall the spirit of Madurai,
Retrospect the glory Of Madurai.
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You
Sitting among clusters,
Lying in gutters,
Waiting in chaos
I hear the rivulet sing.
Looking at the fret,
Feeling the threat,
Standing beyond reach,
I hear the rivulet sing.
Pursuing the elusive,
Resting on the conclusive,
Working with grit,
I hear the rivulet sing.
Carousing in melody
Stumbling on rhapsody,
Experiencing the infinity,
I hear the rivulet sing.
Sing thou rivulet,
Pass thou rivulet,
Clamber thou rivulet,
I hear you always.
Lightly goes the ring,
Lightly falls the rain,
Lightly bounces the ball,
Lightly sounds the call,
Lightly follows the basic,
Lightly resonates the music,
Lightly tiptoes the buckle
Lightly tries the suckle,
Lightly directs the compass,
Lightly discerns the trespass,
Lightly dawns the sun,
Lightly renders the fun,
Lightly shines the moon,
Lightly shrugs the drone,
Lightly basks in glory,
Lightly relies on story,
Lightly causes a ripple,
Lightly kindles a triple,
Lightly ,Lightly goes the word
Lightly ,Lightly sings the bard.
A decade is about to come to a close. The curtains are in the verge of reaching the bottom.The stage ,where all men and women were performing their part significantly or irrelevantly, is going to be dismantled.
A fresh platform is pushed forward with enthusiasm and exaltation, with anticipation and apprehension, with determination and deliberation.
Some of the participants of the earlier drama would have left for heavenly abode.Certain others would have retired to the shelter, exhausted of the events. The balance are still in the arena exhibiting their talent and exercising their might to win over.
Again, the remaining, along with a new crop of participants have rolled up their sleeves to enter the fresh decade 20010-2019 with renewed vigour and refreshed power.The refreshment comes from the fresh young activists ,who are willing to take the challenges as opportunities.
Yes, challenges need to arise, as they bring with them elaborate qualifications and introspection.
Fleeing from the opposing forces is a cowardly reaction.
Facing them with an open heart, sincere effort and serene virtuosity ,,is the application that would be much rewarded.
The world is full of jugglers, wicked hearted,venomous minded, deceitful characters.I should not ascribe the word “full’,at this juncture,but restrict myself to the term ‘at the most’.
Identifying the good from the bad, the innocent from the evil, the genuine from the sly, is a herculean task.
We have to have a keen insight, a clear vision and an exact precision to find the real goodness from the feigned illusion.
In practicality,the harm ,the devilish disarray,will be appealing, as they show the path to reach the destination without difficulty.
The goal will be within your grasp, but seem to be elusive. It is like a mirage. You jump, you try, you force to catch it, but it eludes you. The easy path has led you nowhere. You move towards destruction.
The illustrious withdraw from these provocations. They think not aloud. They decide not openly. They act not hastily. They progress not in vain. They attain the glorious status ,in measured steps,in modest movement.
So, as we embark on the new decade, starting with 2010, the year has a beautiful rhythm twenty ten,let us prevail upon rashness, let us control temper and derision,let us refrain from harm and evil.
Coming to the positive remarks, let us toil towards prosperity and progress, let us improve quality and credibility, let us empower achievement and atonement.
Finally, a call ,most common uncommon, let us become more humane and more benign.
Shall we?
The marvels of nature are so many, that we hold our breath when we think of them.
We get agog when we see the beautiful sunrise in the morning.
The experience is so tremendous and terrific.
The fiery ball ,radiates illumination all throughout the day, specifically to a part of the earth, which propagates day light.
The other part assumes darkness ,and night is felt.
This is not due to the transit of sun , but to the rotation of earth.
The sun rises in the east. The early hours of the day ,present a pictorial delight , which we miss as we lay cuddled in our cosy bed unable to drive the slumber which wraps up profoundly in the morning.
The portrayal is most impressive when we perceive it from the sands adjoining the beach.
The rosy round cherubic sun makes a gentle stride ,sluggishly takes a stroll in the beach.
Then ,gathers momentum,gradually rises up the blue ocean . The colourful realism is so overwhelming . The dark pink sun over the bluish overlapping tide , the brown sand in the forefront advances a dramatic indulgence.The combination of rosy pink, greenish blue and brownish beige sensationalize the spectator.
The delight is so bounteous that we get enwrapped by the divine beauty.We lose ourselves in the enchanting manoeuvre.
The sunset also is equally fantastic. This time a change of venue would be most attractive.
Let us settle in the green hills, which exhibits as the back drop.
Rubbing the eyes ,with a moist hand .we should get prepared to espy this celestial glamour.
The tired sun, after a twelve-hour shoot , is attempting to descend among the hills and hide its blinding light among the green vegetation.
It exposes a pale pink , with a tint of mercurial glossiness. The brown hills with dark green trees , are interrupted by a steady flow of glistening water , pose a nestling place to the exhausted sun.
The hills throw a warm embrace and the sun nestles close to the rising platform, nudging its exterior on the motherly mountains.
Here , apart from the presentation of grand eloquence of colour , we feel a transcendental experience .
This peculiar transit refers to a godly assignment .
This blissful apparition diffuses us .We rise above the earthly shortfalls , shirk vigorously from the mundane trespasses,.
A kindly graceful hand seems to lead us to the joyous heaven.
The experience is an evolution of exhilaration
The large deep-sea,
The great high hills,
The vast flat plains,
Throw an enchantment.
The thick blue water,
The lush green trees,
The sombre brown land,
Ruminate an enchantment.
The flip flapping tides,
The rustle rustling leaves
The beep beeping wind,
Sound an enchantment.
The tossing fish,
The loitering birds,
The crossing human,
Profess an enchantment.
The ingenuous Nature,
With its profane beauty,
With its pictorial hue ,
Promises an enchantment
The Indian Prime minister Manmohan Singh and his wife are on a four-day visit to U.s.
The couple were treated to a sumptuous dinner by the Obamas .
The dinner was held in the south lawn , with a canopy and ten tables overlooking the Washington monument. The resplendent colours of ruby, apple green and gold along with the floral decoration of roses, hydrangeas, paved a colourful galore.
Michelle Obama in her strapless gown , sewn with sterling silver effortlessly hosted the grand dinner with excellent grace.
Her dress bore the semblance to the attire which adorned the Indian Maharajas. Naeem khan , the Indian apparel designer was at his best in designing the dress.. With bangles on ,she posed a charming figure manifesting the Indian elegance..
She had carefully scrutinised the menu ,which was a powerful mixture of Indian chutneys, potato grumplings, egg-plant salad, and pakoras. The dessert was pumpkin pie tarts . The lettuce soup and the dish of herbal shrubs splattered with honey extracted from the White House bee hives , was a gradient excellence.
The invitees included top Business men from India. Ratan Tata of Tata conglomerate, Mukesh Ambani of reliance, and Sam Pitroda , along with the nobel laureate Amratya sen and his wife. The indian mix did not end there. it extended to the entertainment area also.The Oscar winner A.R. Rehman was on his toes gently elaborating his musical talent.
The Indian has grown in stature. he is a gigantic towering personality. who has inducted himself in Nuclear research, who has exposed himself in Information technology, who has embarked himself in financial stability, who has evinced himself in business progress. who has evoked himself in medical technology., cannot be ignored by the nations and U. S in particular
Gone are the days , when India was referred to as a land o snake charmer, as a country wallowing in poverty , as a nation backward n education , and as a sub continent habited by disease .
There are remnants of poverty, residue of infections, balance of superstition. But on whole and large the Indian national has clambered up. The Indian flag is flying high, taking the nation to the culmination of fame and prosperity.
The U.S has understood the value of India ,at last.
Obama will announce his important decision on Afghanistan after his talks with Indian Prime Minister.
A general feeling of awe and respect has been put in sway by the steady promotion of the Indian pride.
Washington has fully understood the Indian acceleration .
Grand are your ways,
Great are your action,
Glistening in truth,
Glittering in facts,
A significance ahead.
Rare are you to find,
Remote are you to discern,
Revolving round sincerity,
Rotating around rationality,
A quality animated.
Hard are you to practise,
Honourable are you in stature,
Hustling along prestige
Hedging along justice,
A goal targeted.
Fine are you in notation,
Friendly are you in connotation.
Flying at heights,
Flowing in depths,
A spirit recognised.
A trait of force,
An idiom of remark,
A phrase of merit,
An epithet of credit,
Righteousness , I bow to you.
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